It’s long pointed fingernails pinching her nipples.
It’s tongue dislodged from her pussy and a phallus of shadow formed from it’s base. Xxx Why, it’s so beautiful.”
She looked a bit like Olivia, a sister with a different father perhaps, the artist she spoke of. It’s hands ripped off her bra starting to grope her tits. She took a deep breath in unable to control the pleasure from the rough bumpy tongue inside her ass going deeper and deeper. Started flicking her clit starting finger herself madly. She was a cheerleader in highschool that loved to hang out with the jocks and blow them in their cars but would never let them in her panties. The miniskirt came up to the point of, if she bent over her ass would be in plain view, but this is an adjustment she made after she graduated.
